Another hectic day.

I got up, got my mail, read my email.  I went to the bank to pick up some deposit slips and to the post office to get some change of address cards, to mail to Frankie (still in the hospital, could be there for a while).  Afterwards I went to the local copy center to get copies made of the latest flier (I get paid to distribute these around town), and from there went to distribute several of them (9 of the 22 on my list).  On my way home I ran into the mother of a friend of mine (the mother is kind of a friend too, and is about my age).  We talked for a bit.  I went home. 

Dialed in to check my email again, during which a call came in — but I didn’t hear it due to dialing in at the same time.  When I saw there was a message, I tried to listen to it, and found my speakers were not working.  I figured out what was wrong and fixed it, going offline at the same time (and there were other fun things that happened during the fixing process).  I found that the caller was my friend Pam.  I couldn’t find her number to call back. 

I collapsed into my chair to relax a bit.  I called Frankie to see how she was feeling today… and before I’d been on the phone more than 20 seconds, there was a knock on the door.  I excused myself from my call with Frankie.  I remembered that my friend Molly was likely to come over.  I went to the door… but before I got there, my phone rang.  I yelled “Hold on!” through the door, answered the phone, told whoever it was to hold on, answered the door.  It was my friend Laura, who said her husband Gene was out trying to find a place to park the car.  I went back to the phone, found out it was V calling.  I told her she’d have to call later.  It was fine with her.

Laura and I went out to find Gene.  He had stalled the car at the end of the block, and the starter was shot (they just bought it, he had not driven a clutch before, and they knew the starter was shot.)  We got the car going, came back downstairs while Gene went off to find a parking place.  Several minutes later, we went out looking for Gene again.  Finally he came down the street walking, said he parked the car in one of the City’s garages about 2 blocks away.

We sat down and started to talk.  We barely had gotten started when there was a voice at my window (people have learned that the back door to the building is locked always and the front door usually, so they come to my window).  It was Pam.  She needed to talk.  I asked Gene and Laura if it was OK, they said fine, and so I went to get Pam in.  At this point I had about 50 minutes before I was due at a meeting.

We dealt with the issue with Pam, best we could in the limited time.  She left.  Gene and Laura agreed to take my guinea pig, Galaxy, and also drive me to the meeting.  We collected our things and all of Galaxy’s stuff and walked to the garage.  Everything was fine from then on…

The meeting was hectic but effective.  I walked home, trying to find a place to get something to eat, but everything was closed.  I went home.  I sat down and called Frankie back, then tried to call V.  Got a busy signal.  Waited a minute and tried again.  Same thing.  Waited 5 minutes and got through to her CallWave, meaning she was on the computer but would be told I called.  She called back almost immediately, and said I must have called before while she was trying to call me.

I got back on the Internet to catch up on my day’s email.  Just finished that.  (Not telling what any of the conversations were, not my business to tell everyone.)  It is now 13 hours from when I awoke, can go back to my chair and relax.

The word on my grandmother is that she is hallucinating today, thought she had just gotten back from Hawaii.  I wish I could be there, I haven’t seen her for over 10 years.  snif

Hugs,
Me